TRAPPIN

Gettin' money was never wrong now Yeah, it's cool Skeet it's , your beat Yeah, up at the crack of dawn Trappin', new batch out the plastic Package gone, they killed the bro of my role mode While he was trappin', wrapped it, package gone Tell me I ain't right, gettin' money was never wrong This a brand new batch out the plastic Got on a thong, caught a play, middle of the day Double back later on This that trap shit Back to back at the crack of dawn Knock some sense in them niggas Yeah, you niggas really my son's We ain't doin' this shit for fun Made it back, it's a home run, big L Last time I won, this picture bigger than punt Kissed it goodbye with the tongue One and a half on the road Came back, they can't get enough Just came, read up, already sold out Talkin' bout she suckin' me later While she suckin' me now I told her, catch it while you can Don't keep takin' it out It be the ones take you in That's tryna take you out I think they tryna turn me down Cause my fragrance loud For us to build this shit up We gotta break it down They kept the bro of my role model In Georgetown Trappin', wrapped it, package gone Tell me I ain't right, gettin' money was never wrong This a brand new batch out the plastic Got on a thong, caught a play, middle of the day Double back later on, this that trap shit Back to back at the crack of dawn Knock some sense in them niggas Yeah, you niggas really my sons We ain't doin' this shit for fun Made it back, it's a home run, big L Last time I won, this picture bigger than punt Got popped as soon as he swung Gave the drop for a dub In the trap, whole lotta drugs Pronoia over paranoia Little buzz got him buggin Hit the road before dark Gotta watch out for the narcs Stunnin' so much, call me the stuntman Said it's fourth and three inches I almost thought about puntin Caught a crime with his people Then got told on by his cousin Ain't pullin' up for no singles Unless you buyin' a dozen Pop-up can get you escorted Just know you gotta get buzzed in Told a bro to chill out Seen all the money, he burnin On my mama, I don't blame him Probably tired of bein' humble Member I almost fell off Caught my balance when I stumbled My lil' dog had a pile You niggas better not fumble Murder villain before I'm gone Just put a blunt in my tomb Teach you somethin Shit, I shoulda stayed in school Reach or clutch, all you gonna hear is boom Knew his next move had to do what he had to do While he was trappin Wrapped it, package, gone Tell me I ain't right, gettin' money was never wrong This a brand new batch out the plastic Got on a thong, caught a play Middle of the day, double back later on Nigga, that's that trap shit Nigga, that's that motherfuckin' trap shit Yeah Yeah Yeah